Bad Timez and Wicked Rhymez - Killaz

折れた 淡い翼 君は少し青すぎる空に疲れただけさ もう誰かのためじゃなくて 自分のために笑っていいよ 依然として忍びよる孤独 内側にともる蝋燭 賑わうパーティー 豪華なシャンデリアと裏腹に 足りない言葉の 窪みを何で埋めたらいいのだろう？ もうわからないや せめて夢の中で 自由に泳げたら あんな空もいらないのに 昨日までのことを 塗り潰さなくても 明日に向かえるのに 折れた 淡い翼 君は少し青すぎる空に疲れただけさ もう誰かのためじゃなくて 自分のために笑っていいよ 劣等感との和解は 簡単には叶わないさ 自意識のてっぺんに座る 鏡が映す花びら 振り絞るように 凝れた愛を叫んでみるけれど もどかしくて 巡る時の中で 傷口はやがて かさぶたに変わっていく 君はそれを待たず とても美しく とてもはかなげで 剥がれ落ちたあとの 産毛のように 日だまりの中で震える祈り 今は無理に誰かのことを 愛そうと思わなくていいのに 時にこの世界は 上を向いて 歩くには少し眩しすぎるね 沈むように 目を伏せると 乾いた地面が涙をすする Why do we feel so alone anytime? 全てを受けとめなくてもいいよ Why do we feel so alone anytime? こらえることだけが 勇気じゃない

[Syke talkin'] Yeah... yeah, The good times, When you was a little kid Playing in the yard, you know, Verse 1: It seems like yesterday I used to play around the way Those were the good timez, Growing up as a child, carefree, Momma said I was wild by three Even pops showed me love he was there I remember hanging out playing truth or dare Cowboys and indians, ring your bell and run When the only thing we sprayed was water guns We didn't have much so we made the best of, What we could afford but we had love, Tryna be grown might snick and curse One tv set gotta cut it on first, Back in the good timez and the Jeffersons When ya next door neighbour was ya best friend Those are the days I miss and reminisce... So I steady wish, for the good timez Chorus: Nothing but the good timez on my mind, can I rewind, The time back to my early days, as children play, On the road to tomorrow, some passed away, So my future feels hollow Verse 2: I'm thinking back on my history, in my elementary I wonder do they still remember me? That little bad as kid, The boy that wanted someone to help him, but they never did So off to the office I go, you know, A problem case from the get go Will I ever change before it's too late? I need to study harder and get my life straight, Moms and pops praying for the best for me I was blind and I couldn't see But they told me friends come and go as you grow Focus in, play to win, or you will live low, So I tried to do my best, failed every test My life was becoming a mess Even though the past years are far behind, They in my mind... considered as a good time Chorus Verse 3: I remember playing in the street wid my lil bro Kickin' it wid Mental and Big K-Dog where you go?, Dizzy D, Big Chip, rest in peace Nissy T and all my other people de-ceased, Can't let my memories slip away No I ain't okay, cause I haven't seen you today, Nothing but good timez, on my mind, can I rewind? The time back when I used to have a seventy-nine 'Lac, Wid a black phantom and I bought 'em selling crack, I want 'em back, my teachers Miss Satedon, Miss Nor-ville Encouraged me, and wished me well, To excell in life, it's a high price, Good advice, summer nights fist fights Saying, things wouldn't be so bad, If we got the things we never had [Syke talks] I ain't mad, huh-ha-ha I'm thinking 'bout the good timez, I'm thinking 'bout the good timez Chorus ('til fade)

Driving with a yellow dog, I95 He's got a smile on his face and big shiny eyes Up at a decent hour, I never ate yet Got a little Johnny Cash in the old tape deck Nothing in the trunk but some base ball gloves A pair of jumper cables and a set of golf clubs Blanket on the back seat we're in rough shape Sunroof held on with a bit of duck tape Looking for a gas station, better make a list Fill'er up with regular, I need to take a piss Sexy girl air freshener, snacks and a pinwheel Top up the fluids, clean the bugs off the windshield Not a care in the world, not a how, and a why No destination, not a cloud in the sky Back on the road not a moment too soon Dish ran away with some other spoon Wicked & wierd I'm a road hog with an old dog Singing slow songs trying to hold on Wicked & wierd I'm a rat fich Trying to practice doing back flips on your mattress (Repeat x2) Hole in the muffler, ghosts on the shoulder Cough drops, loose change in the beverage holder To roll down the window you gotta use a wrench Been thinking about brushing up on my french Right there in the glove box, if you should look You'll find 40 parking tickets And a copy of the Good Book Don't bother looking, you'll never find me I'm starting from scratch and leaving trouble behind me Wicked & wierd I'm a road hog with an old dog Singing slow songs trying to hold on Wicked & wierd I'm a rat fich Trying to practice doing back flips on your mattress (Repeat x2) Wicked, wicked, wicked and weird Christ almighty, there's a rattle in the wheel well Dog fell asleep and man, I don't feel well But all I need is a half decent breakfast And I'll be back at it, dirty and reckless 5 o'clock shadow, lips like mudflaps Hands like eagle's talons, eyes like hub caps The further I get, I keep going faster Whispers in the wind, and cows in the pasture I have no plans and nothing to prove either I eat out of a bag and sleep in a movie theatre The highway's a story teller, I just write it down Already been beaten, there's no way to fight it now I just kick back and keep warm on the cold days And laugh 'cause it ain't like it was in the old days I figure when I make it to the heavenly gates They'll be working on my car and playing 78's Wicked & wierd I'm aroad hog with an old dog Singing slow songs trying to hold on Wicked & wierd I'm a rat fich Trying to practice doing back flips on your mattress (Repeat x2)